Wednesday, April 23, 2014. Anywho, back to the point. And anything I do happen to post is either late, or a half arsed effort. Uni has swamped me with all the work,.

Author of paranormal romance and urban fantasy. Flash Fiction Friday, With a Little WIP on the Side. I mentioned in a previous post. Two walls of the bar were lined with windows prov.

The Edge of the World. Standing on the edge of the Atlantic Ocean, the wind is hard and constant. On the horizon white crests of waves approach, they come crashing on the shore of golden sand. It shines, sparkles, the water. It growls and chews at the land, the water. It speaks to me, the water. It will not be the actual cover, the team decided to go for somethin.

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I am an animal person. I am someone who loves fashion. Spongebob never gets old 3. Oh, the comfort, the inexpressible comfort of feeling. With a person, having neither to weigh thoughts nor measure words, but pouring them all out, just as they are, chaff and grain together, certain that a. Hand will take and sift them, keep what is worth keeping, and with a breath of.